MFMM ~ Sharing ~ Gangbang ~ Reverse Harem ~ Office Sex ~ Christmas

My Three Big Bosses and Me at the Office Christmas Party

I was doing such a good job of proving myself to one of my hot, higher-up bosses that my other two wanted in! And I do mean that literally.

I couldn’t believe I had just given a hand job to one of my bosses at the office Christmas party, and two more were waiting for me to prove my dedication to my job to them!

Their company involved writing articles about sex and I was proving to them that I had done my research and learned a lot.

Mr. Davies, who was sitting comfortably on the couch, nodded his head to invite me over. I was still wearing my costume from my waist down, so I crawled like an animal and claimed the space between his legs, which were wide apart from each other.

I made the first move and pulled his pants down. While his underwear were still on, I licked his bulge and played with his balls. It started to get so hard that the length of his tool passed through his briefs.

His dick was too long. I feared I wouldn’t be able to take all of it inside my mouth.

He removed his underwear and the whole length of his cock got me thinking again about how it was the size of my arm!

I held myself back and started to kiss his legs first as a prelude, hoping that men liked foreplay at least half as much as we women did!

I held onto his balls again, which were really big and full. Then I used both my tongue and fingers to play with them.

He was grinning, so I might have tickled him for a bit. I held his cock in between my fingers and slowly licked it from the base right up to the tip.

I paid attention to the head of his cock as I knew from my research for my articles that it was one of the sensitive zones. It seemed like he had had enough of the warming up, and it was as if he had read my mind and found out that I was buying my time due to being a bit scared of his huge girth, so he grabbed my hair and shoved his massive member inside my mouth.

I found it hard to breathe as I choked on the length of his dick. It was hitting the back of my throat. He was doing it gently but somehow, that didn’t matter. I gagged and gasped until he pulled his cock out.

“You looked like you were struggling. What happened to the writer of article about to give a mind-blowing blow job? Was that you? I’m starting to think that you hired a ghostwriter.”

His expression changed.

“You’re going to have to prove to me that you really know what you’re doing when it comes to sex, well enough to write these articles for us,” he commanded me.

All these guys think alike. No wonder they decided to work with each other. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mr. Mason shared the same way of thinking.

Still, I couldn’t help but like it. Their aggressiveness and roughness turned me on.

But suddenly I shrieked when I felt something enter my pussy.

“I’m sorry, the hole in your costume was to blame,” said Mr. Mason, whose fingers had found their way to my hole. “You shouldn’t be wearing such a shoddily-made costume to a work function. We’ll have to punish you accordingly.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said instinctively. “Do whatever kind of discipline to me that you need to do for me to learn my lesson. I really need this job and will take whatever punishment any of you decide to dole out to me.”

He pulled my panties up and I felt my legs twitch. Then he got down on his knees and his tongue reached for my clit so I held a tight grip on the couch.

The tip of his tongue moved in a circular motion. His tongue technique got my body squirming in delight. His fingers went deeper, and for a second, I felt like his whole hand went through my pussy.

He was reaching for my G-spot and he found it. He moved his hand back and forth at the same time his tongue went in and out. I was dripping wet and drowning in pleasure when he stopped what he was doing.

“Oh, Boss. Please keep going, Sir. Why did you stop?” I asked, panting.

“Who said anything about stopping?” Jack asked as he removed all his clothing, revealing his model-like physique.

“You like what you’re seeing?” he teased.

I shied away and turned my head in the other direction, afraid of the powerful feelings of lust that were welling up inside me.

What would my bosses do to me if they knew how badly I wanted them?

He pulled my costume and threw my panties into mid-air. Then he finally plunged his big dick into my pussy. I felt every inch of his manhood as he let it rest inside me for a moment without moving while the other men watched.

He grabbed my waist and started pounding my pussy. He started slapping my ass and loud moans escaped my mouth. Just then, Mr. Davies shoved his dick in my mouth for some oral action.

The penetration in my front along with the intense stimulation from the back felt so good that I sucked Mr. Davies happily, hoping that I was making my bosses happy.

This time, it felt relatively easy to deepthroat Seth’s arch-shaped manhood. I could tell that he was surprised. I stopped sucking in and out and let his cock rest between my lips for a while. He was anticipating my next move.

I started to swirl and move my tongue around the head of his member. To increase oral stimulation, I used my spit. With the tip of my tongue flicked, I licked my tongue up against the most sensitive part of any man’s dick, according to the research I’d done for my articles– the frenulum.

His toes curled up and his pelvis tilted forward. He covered his face with a pillow but I could clearly hear his muffled moans.

“Damn, Seth! Was she that good at sucking?” Jack spoke in between breaths as he continued jamming his cock into my drenched pussy.

He leaned forward and took a good hold of my breasts. His thrusting started to pick up speed as he put more pressure on cupping my tits. I couldn’t even remember when and where I’d lost the nipple pads–but I was glad that I had.

As his fingers started to play with my sensitive nipples, I yelped for a bit.

“You’re so fucking tight, Ms. Miller.”

Seth started laying down on the floor. While he was at it, I pulled his shirt up and my eyes were welcomed by his broad shoulders and well-defined muscles. I kneeled while straddling his pelvis.

My hands went directly to caress his toned abs. Just touching them alone was enough to make me feel all sorts of things. I grabbed his cock and sat on it. He was so deep, I could feel the depth of his penetration all the way inside me.

I was on top so I was in control, and I ground my hips to and fro and in circles. His right hand reached for my tits while his left was inside my mouth.

Until then, Seth’s hand was replaced by Jack’s S-shaped member plunged deep down my throat from the get-go. I held its shaft and sucked it hard, letting his penis enjoy feeling the different textures inside my mouth.

With his dick touching the back of my throat, my mouth continued to produce more saliva. The wetter the oral stimulation, the sloppier my blowjob got. He grabbed my hair and facefucked the hell out of me.

I leaned forward and held my hips higher as Seth took over with the thrusting. His massive member was hitting all the right spots inside. I loved the way he moved because it matched the rhythm of Jack, whose cock was now pounding my tits.

I held my hands against my breasts to apply pressure. I spat on his dick as it went in and out with more friction for added stimulation. His cock was too long; it kept touching my chin up to my nose!

I yelped like an animal being tortured when I felt something huge claim the entire space of my anus. To my surprise, the whole length of Clay’s package wasn’t even inside yet.

Slowly, he shoved it all in and I felt a teardrop on my cheek. He wasn’t moving yet but it already hurt a lot.

“Shall we test your anal-ogy?” he asked me.

Right there and then, before I could even answer, he started ramming me from behind. It felt like my asshole was being torn apart. I thought my body was ready, but with every inch of his monstrous cock thrusting in and out, I felt my soul leaving my body.

“Your ass is so tight, I felt my dick being crushed,” Clay said as soft grunts escaped his mouth.

He pulled his dick out for a moment and used his spit before owning my asshole once more. Then he started to pick up speed. Squatting, he leaned forward and deliberately kissed my back while skillfully maneuvering his hands from my waist down to my bum.

I tried to focus and drown myself in pleasure as three men, all at once, penetrated all my holes. I never knew it was possible to feel so stuffed!

I started to feel relaxed and less tense. It was as if we were dancing and I had gotten my groove back. I closed my eyes and moaned loudly. It was as if the thunder’s roar was mixing with our sex noises right now.

Little did I know that Clay and Seth would soon pierce my pussy with their spears together. Meanwhile, Jack took care of the backdoor exercise.

I lost count of how many times they switched parts and how many positions we got into as we fucked. All I know is that we fucked on the couch, on the floor, on the office table, and even from the window where I stood and got fucked by my three hot higher-up bosses, with the rain pouring down from the sky as our only witness.

“I’m cumming…” I said, for the millionth time, panting and moaning.

“I’m almost there,” Seth said.

“Oh, shit!” Clay added.

“Let’s cum together,” Jack suggested.

As the heavens opened up and the thunder released another roar, Jack and Seth blasted out their loads onto my face and body. Meanwhile, my explosive orgasm met Clay’s thick hot liquids right inside my pussy, and altogether it made a creampie.

Clay pulled his cock out with his mouth still open. He was gasping for air. I savored the moment and stared at his perfect body. His broad shoulders and his six-pack abs were to die for, not to mention the tattoos on his chest, which extended to his sturdy arms and made him look even sexier.

While I was indulging in the sight of his godly physique, my whole body squirmed as Clay went down on me and sucked all the juice out of my pussy. I finally touched his hair and buried his face deeper in my pussy, and I was sent to another dimension.

“I’ll be waiting for your next article, Carrie,” Clay said, as soon as I’d gotten done cumming.

And I was waiting for a lot more of this!

The following Monday, the weekend was over and it seemed like a normal day in the office once more, except for the fact that I was daydreaming about my three bosses even more than I had been before I met them and let them fuck me senseless at the office Christmas party.

I was already imagining how good it would feel the next time all three of them could be deep inside me again.

But I got distracted when Sandra came out of the break room out of the blue, and shouted, “Oh, my god, whose nipple pads are these?”

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